Diablo Destruction

After finally tying it up, I wiped the sweat from my forehead, feeling more tired than fighting an old drunkard.

I took a few steps back and took a look, only to realize that I was not this material. I was a little crooked. Originally, the hairband should be placed close to the back of my head and tied into a ponytail to prevent it from swinging around during the battle and hindering my movements. But now it was worn by me. It was tied up to the shoulders and was loose and looked like a gentle housewife hairstyle.

Although this hairstyle is also very good, and it has a different charm on Sister Sharna, it is not suitable for fighting! !

The old drunkard on the side was already laughing loudly, saying that you, stinky girl, have lost your smell of milk and are ready to get married and have children.

I gently stroked my hair with my hands and said quickly: "My skills are really not good, sister, you should tie it up again yourself."

"No."

Tie the hairband a little tighter, Sister Sharna shook her head gently, showed a confident smile, and turned the long bow in her hand a few times.

"Just use the hair my brother tied up for me to defeat all those people!!"

Then, he strode towards the ring with his head held high, and the referee just called his sister's name. Today's ten games in the first round officially began.

"This stinky girl is quite confident."

The old drunkard came up, looked at Sharna's back and murmured to himself, don't underestimate the influence of hair. Although the ponytail is almost a characteristic of the Amazons and has extraordinary significance, for the sake of fighting, there are still some Some Amazon women reluctantly cut off their long hair, even leaving only a short head.

"You won't encounter a strong opponent."

I'm a little worried, if my sister encounters Carlos and his ilk as soon as she comes on stage, it will be a big deal.

"You can rest assured then." The old drunk behind me patted my shoulder and grinned, his white teeth shining with confidence.

"Don't forget who is operating the competition process behind the scenes. We will naturally put those powerful players in different arenas to avoid premature encounters and ensure that the final top 16 are all worthy of the name. Uh. , except for the seeded players..."

"..."

Although there is nothing wrong with this approach, please don't say this naked cheating behavior in a tone that you think is very honorable, okay? As an elder, I feel ashamed for you. What else is called a seeded player? Are you trying to ridicule me for getting something for nothing? It’s not what I want! !

While I was glaring at Kasha, Sister Sharna's opponent jumped up very coquettishly and made his debut. It was an unknown Paladin uncle whose name I couldn't name.

He looks a bit like Lal. Anyway, from our Druids' point of view, Paladins of different professions are just like humans seeing monkeys. They are just tall, short, fat and thin. In fact, they all look the same, boxy. He has a big Chinese-shaped face, short hair, stubble, thick eyebrows, serious eyes, and a nose that has the common appearance characteristics of a Westerner...

"yawn!!"

Uncle Paladin: Just now I always felt that someone was describing me behind my back in a very vicious way as if nothing happened. Is it my imagination?

Then he turned around and shouted loudly to several adventurers dressed as high-level adventurers outside the venue: "Didn't you guys say you want to cheer me up? You guys should shout at the top of your lungs, you bastards!!"

Unexpectedly, those friends who had vowed to give him the greatest support this morning were all looking at him with blank expressions, with drooling looks, almost announcing that I was an undercover agent and now I was going to abandon the secret and turn to the light.

This is unreasonable. The paladin uncle cursed for being unkind to others. He turned around to see who his opponent was. Then a bright light flashed out of the corner of his eye, which shocked him.

He once thought that the first opponent was a powerful barbarian, and the two sides fought for three hundred rounds, with earth-shattering momentum; he also thought that the opponent was a mysterious mage, and the two sides battled wits and courage, and the scene was gorgeous and dazzling; he once thought that the opponent was a mysterious mage. I also thought that my opponent was an assassin. The two sides competed in skills and experience, and the process was exciting.

He didn't expect that his opponent would be an Amazon, and he never expected that it would be a beautiful, dazzling, and somewhat excessive Amazon.

As dazzling as the sun, his temperament and beauty almost made him unable to open his eyes.

Frost-like sea blue eyes, aloof and arrogant, like a queen, Amazon's tall and fiery figure, but with the beautiful face and delicate skin of an elf, it is simply the perfect blend of heaven and earth.

And that gentle and tranquil home hairstyle just makes up for the overly sharp edge. It is like the finishing touch. The Paladin no longer knows how to describe it. It almost overlaps 100% with the ideal woman in his mind... No. , 200%, far beyond the ideal woman he could imagine in his heart.

No wonder those brothers all looked like they were about to defect, and I might not be much better off. I originally thought that seeing the six angelic women in the sky would be perfect, and the one in front of me would be perfect. Compared with the female Amazon who combines pride, beauty and temperament, she is nothing.

"Ahem..."

Under the incredible gaze of the paladin uncle's companion, the paladin turned slightly red, coughed a few times in a serious manner, and subconsciously adjusted his robe and armor with his hands.

"Dear Ms. Amazon, it's an honor to stand on the same stage as you."

In the eyes of his companions who shouted that it was impossible, the paladin uncle took out the paladin etiquette that he had forgotten for many years.

"But your headband seems to be a little crooked. If you don't mind, you can ask the referee to wait for a moment." The Paladin suggested politely in a gentlemanly manner.

I:"……"

Sharna: "..."

"This guy is really talented. He offended two people with one sentence." Kasha covered his forehead and lamented for this paladin.

"Are you two ready?"

Sharna didn't make any reaction, but her sea-blue eyes became colder. The poor paladin uncle didn't know that he said something he shouldn't have said. Seeing that the other party didn't react, it was right to think about it, she is a beauty. , naturally have a louder temper and be more arrogant. If you are moved by a few words from yourself, then it will not be your turn.

Hearing the referee's announcement, he looked solemn and took out his weapon, which turned out to be a two-handed golden halberd.

It's really strange. Paladins usually use one-handed weapons and are equipped with shields. Only in this way can they give full play to their professional advantages. It's not that there are no Paladins who are accustomed to using two-handed weapons, but they are very rare. They are very different.

"Seeing this great halberd, you must be very curious as to why I, a paladin, would choose such an unpopular weapon. In fact..."

The handsome uncle of the Paladin leaned half against his halberd. He coolly flipped his short hair from his forehead, and two lines of clear tears suddenly flowed from his eyes.

"Actually, I don't want to. I don't have a good shield, and all the one-handed weapons I have are snatched by those scoundrels, so I have no choice but to learn two-handed weapons." As he said this, he pointed to the people in the audience. The companion who turned his head away while whistling as if nothing had happened, complained bitterly.

"..."

Uncle, you can become a comedian. The magical Omus is calling you from afar.

"Excuse me, is this player ready?" Even Angel, who was the referee, couldn't stand it anymore. His handsome face twitched and he asked with a dark face.

"Oh, you're ready." The paladin uncle quickly straightened his face, slightly lowered his tall body, exuding the powerful aura that a Harrogath adventurer should have.

Sharna on the opposite side just gently raised the golden war bow in her hand.

"Level 49 Amazon, Sharna, vs. Level 60 Paladin, Hamas, the game begins!!" The angel referee standing in the center raised his hands, and the next moment, his body immediately turned into a white light and flew high into the sky. .

When he heard that Sharna was only at level 49, the Paladin was slightly startled. However, years of experience in tempering his character allowed him to quickly calm down and return to his normal state.

The low level of the opponent can only mean that it is more dangerous. These days, attracting girls is not based on appearance, but on strength! I, Hamas, will do my best.

The moment the angel referee flew up, Sharna started to take action. As a long-range attacker, she wanted to seize the initiative and form a fire suppression. This was common sense for archers.

Just as the referee's voice fell, the bow in her hand was already pointed at the paladin. Her eyes were as cold as wild beasts. The right hand that pulled the bow string suddenly seemed to be covered with a layer of fog in the eyes of the paladin opposite, and her movements became blurry. stand up.

So fast! !

Paladin Hamas was secretly surprised. Even the sixty-level Amazon probably couldn't have such a rate of fire. At the Paladin's speed, it was simply impossible to dodge in front of the coming arrow rain. He said nothing. Not to mention, he kept moving irregularly and blocked a giant blue shield in front of him, rotating at high speed.

The next moment, the shield was struck with the sound of a heavy rain, but they were all bounced away by the paladin's watertight rotating shield.

Hamas moved while waving his shield, still not forgetting to pay attention to the opponent's movements, but the opponent's hand speed was too fast, and it had become a blur in his eyes. Even the bow, he could not tell whether it was shot. From which directions, you can only see the continuous rain of arrows, like a black dragon roaring towards itself.

It is very dangerous to be unable to determine the direction of the Amazon's shooting, because an advanced Amazon can shoot in an arc without even using a guide arrow, bypassing his shield defense, and the Amazon's passive skill is a fatal blow, even more It can make even the Paladin, who is known for its high defense, feel scared.

Moreover, this attack power is not inferior to that of a level 60 Amazon. Is she really only level 49? Feeling the numbness coming from his arms, Mahas secretly thought.

This can't go on like this.

Switch, Holy Impact Aura.

At the moment when the lightning flashed, Hamas switched again, the holy freezing halo.

Then there's the energy aura.

"The Paladin's halo switching is also a science." Kasha suddenly said while watching the game on the sidelines.

"Generally speaking, the more advanced the halo, the longer it takes to prepare and switch. Therefore, how to calculate the time for the halo to take effect, grasp the timing of the switch, and speed up the switch are all things that must be considered as an excellent paladin. Got in."

"Did you see it? This paladin named Hamas has a holy shock aura that can cause paralysis on lightning, and then a holy freezing aura that can slow down the attack, and then use the acceleration aura to get close. From a normal tactical point of view, There is nothing wrong with that.”

"Moreover, when the Holy Impact Halo appeared, he was already preparing for the next Halo. After the lightning attack, the Holy Freezing Halo was ready within one second. This shows that he was switching the timing and switching In terms of speed, he has done very well. As a level 60 Paladin..."

After a pause, Kasha gave the paladin a critical look: "It's just so-so."

To be rated as "so-so" by an old drunkard, this paladin is enough to be proud of the ranks of elite adventurers. You know, when I was trained by this bastard, the people who rated him the most were "idiot", "idiot", and "brainless". Did it go into my asshole?" and other indecent words, and not only verbal blows, but also whipping from time to time. Even if I lay down, I would not let go. It was a devilish training.

"One second? It's nothing special."

I smacked my lips and made the same strict evaluation. The two masters and apprentices, one big and one small, stood side by side with their hands folded in an arrogant manner, making comments. They looked like real worldly experts.

"One second is indeed nothing, but don't blame me for reminding you, that guy Carlos can control time within 0.1 seconds. Do you know what this means?"

"Huh?" I really don't know the difference between 1 second and 0.1 seconds.

"This means that if you are not strong enough, he will just switch the aura, and you will continue to suffer lightning and freezing shocks in 0.1 second units. You will be constantly paralyzed and frozen, making you unable to move. He only needs to stand there and control the aura. , can consume you to death."

"When you say that, it's really scary. Wouldn't that make me an enemy of thousands of people?" I started to feel a little palpitated.

"You're not talking nonsense. Which master in the pseudo-field is not the enemy of ten thousand people? That blood bear energy cannon of yours can't knock down a large area with one shot." The old drunkard suddenly rolled his eyes.

"That's true, but it doesn't matter." Like a dream, I took something out of my waist and held it high.

"As long as I have this dark gold eagle armor, the holy ice can't take advantage of me." Under Kasha's ghostly gaze, I paused and continued to add.

"By the way, my lightning resistance can reach over 120."

"You are cheating, naked cheating. Relying on equipment is not enough. If you have the ability, just run naked and compare with Carlos. This is what you call upright."

"I don't talk to jealous people who are out of their minds."

While we were talking, the battle in the ring also changed. The moment Hamas revealed its halo, the arrow rain from the opposite side indeed changed. It was sparse... no, it had stopped completely. The effect was good. That's too much.

Hamas was secretly surprised, looked over, and suddenly found that the figure of the other party had disappeared from the place at some point.

Kite flow... no, it's close combat! !

In an instant, Hamas, who noticed the wind behind his head, hurriedly swung his shield back. Amidst the cries of betrayal from his teammates under the ring, he smashed it and quickly took out the golden halberd in both hands.

Shield Bash, Halo Switch, Blessing Aim, White Hot! !

The changes in several skills were completed in just an instant. The golden halberd in Hamas's hand turned into a dozen whistling golden shadows and poured towards the opposite side, about to hit the opposite figure.

But unexpectedly, these dozens of halberd shadows fell completely into the air, and the opponent's figure was like a ghost, completely avoiding them with impossible, yet extremely natural and subtle movements.

This is impossible! ! Hamas groaned wildly.

Although the White Heat skill of the Paladin does reduce the accuracy, it can be completely compensated for by the Blessed Aiming Aura. Even against assassins, the hit rate of each hit will reach more than 90%.

There are thirteen hits in total, so the probability of hitting one hit is over 99%! !

Could it be that the probability of less than 1% happened?

"God flash!" Outside the venue, a cold and unfamiliar word suddenly popped out of the old drunkard's mouth.

"God Flash? Does Amazon have this skill?" I pondered, and then I couldn't figure it out.

"I tell you, you should at least pay attention to Amazon's advanced skills." The old drunkard looked at me with a sad look, covered his head and sighed.

"Among the Amazon's passive skills, there are a total of two passive dodge skills, one is the second-level melee dodge, and the other is the third-level long-range dodge. Forget it, even if I tell you idiot, you don't understand, you just need to understand it like this." Divine Flash' is an advanced expression of the fusion of two skills, and generally requires at least a pseudo-field level master to understand it."

The old drunkard preached in a tone of complete despair about my IQ, "Tsk, I don't need your teaching yet. I'll ask Sister Sharna to teach me in the future."

"Speaking of which, old drunkard, can you do this magic flash?" She was depressed, and I decided to fight back.

"Recall for yourself how many times you bumped into me during practice, don't you know?"

"..."

I was despised by an old drunkard again. I failed to beat the dog but got bitten instead. Okay, this time I admit it.

When Hamas was surprised, a black gun shadow headed towards his door mask like a straight lightning bolt.

Could it be that the opponent is proficient in spear skills?

A question flashed through Hamas's mind, but he didn't care. However, isn't it too childish for a level 49 Amazon to play melee with a level 60 Paladin without using its long-range advantage?

Not to be outdone, Hamas's halberd also turned into a golden light and stood up. It intertwined with the lightning on the opposite side and burst into violent sparks. Hamas's lips showed a smile.

No matter how powerful the opponent is, it is impossible for a level 49 Amazon to match the strength of a Paladin. This is a fact that no one can reverse.

However, the moment he came into contact with this white lightning, Hamas' whole body was shaken. His hands were not only paralyzed, but his whole body felt as if he was standing on a buzzing chainsaw. It vibrated at a high frequency, and the powerful heart beat. His heart was also suffocated by this high-frequency vibration, his brain went blank for a moment, and the halberds in his hands were lifted high into the air.

"What an idiot. The two secrets of Amazon spear stabbing are one is 'shock'. The other is 'spin'. Through high-speed shock, and then assisted by paralyzing lightning skills, the advantage in strength can be completely reversed. If you When you meet a high-level Amazon, you must pay attention to this and don't be as arrogant as this idiot paladin and disgrace my Kasha family."

"Luosuo, do you think you have any shame left?"

To get rid of the halberd of Paladin Hamas... No, in fact, from the moment he met Sister Sharna, his defeat was doomed, even if he did not underestimate the enemy.

The moment the halberd was picked up, Hamas became a veritable sandbag, stabbing, picking, whipping, spinning, and knocking. The spear turned into countless dazzling shadows, hitting Hamas like raindrops.

After a set of advanced combos that old drunkards often use to deal with me, Hamas, who is constantly in a negative state, cannot escape at all. Just like some BitTorrent fighting games, once connected, you will die. It can be said that it was a careless move. , lose everything.

"I didn't expect this stinky girl to be so proficient in negative techniques. It seems that she still underestimates her..." The old drunkard on the side muttered to himself in a very thin voice.

Haha, you know how powerful my sister is.

Sister Sharna's ability to control blood is extremely accurate. When Hamas was hit by the final blow and flew into the air, his health had just dropped to half.

As the angel referee loudly announced that "the game is over", Sister Sharna put away her spear, gently flicked the golden hair on her temples with Infinite Dazzle, and turned away without even looking at her opponent who was still in mid-air. She smiled brightly at me and strode over.

"It's strange. It's not like that bratty girl's character. She stopped too quickly. She was obviously told that way by the idiot knight at the beginning."

The old drunkard murmured in a low voice. She was referring to the incident in the beginning when this paladin with a talent for comedy kindly reminded my sister that her hairband was a little crooked, but ended up offending us siblings at the same time.

"You think your sister is like you..."

I glanced at her from the corner of my eye and retorted disdainfully. Before I could finish speaking, I saw a shocking scene.

I saw dozens of arrows falling from the sky, including ice arrows and rockets. They landed suddenly and accurately on the Holy Knight Hamas, whose body was lifted high into the air. The explosion of ice and fire resounded above the ring, forming a A brilliant red and white firework.

Magic arrows continued to rain down on Hamas for five or six seconds before a black smokey figure popped out of the explosion and rolled down outside the ring, rolling on the grass. He stopped after walking for more than ten meters, his face turned upside down, and he fainted.

Hamas, who was originally wearing a bright armor, was already blackened all over, foaming at the mouth, and even his tongue was sticking out like a hanged man. His appearance was worse than that of a little girl who had been molested by hundreds of strong men. Be miserable.

Whether it was the Hamas teammates, us, or even the Angel referee, who had always kept a cool face, all looked dumbfounded. This was a blatant act of whipping the corpse.

However, the last dozens of magic arrows dropped from the sky by Sharna were obviously shot into the sky at an angle and speed that no one could detect during the competition. Although they were maliciously intended, they were not considered illegal. , everyone could not find an excuse to attack, so they could only stare in stunned silence, and at the same time, they were also shocked by Sharna's strength.

This is obviously something that can only be achieved by completely controlling the game in the palm of your hand. Otherwise, these dozens of magic arrows will land late, early, or not accurately, and it will be in vain.

"Look, I'm just saying that that stinky girl will definitely not let her opponent go so easily." The old drunkard was the first to wake up and glanced at me proudly.

"It's not you, the bastard, who taught my sister bad things."

I gritted my teeth and said, who is it? After knocking me to the ground, he kept stabbing me in the head with the butt of a gun, causing me to carry a head full of bags every time I came home, making the little ghost laugh. Who is it? ,ah? ! ! !